A/N: Sorry I haven't updated this story but I honestly had a horrible case of writers block. But thanks to Lalia X, I now know what to do. I hope you enjoy this and I hope that you will continue to review. Again, I apologize for it taking so long. Also, if any of you have any ideas for Bound, I'd love to hear them. Oh, by the way: I kinda wrote Danielle out of here. I replaced her with Emily because it fit better!
Casey McDonald frantically pulled at the tool on her veil. For some reason it just wouldn't go where she wanted it and instead of looking like one of those beautiful, classy brides with their long flowing veils, she looked more like the bride of Frankenstein. She wanted to look perfect on her wedding day but for some reason, she just couldn't, despite her best efforts.
"Casey, honey?" Nora Samuels (A/N: I didn't know Nora's maiden name) knocked on the door.
"Come in," Casey said, taking in a sharp breath.
"Hey, honey. Oh, look at you! You look beautiful!"
"I wish I thought so, Mom. I can't get this veil right…"
"Do you have to wear a veil? I never did." Casey thought about saying, "well then maybe I should, you know, so my marriage doesn't turn out like your last two" but she knew better than to say something like that.
"Well, all the brides in the catalogues have them."
"Casey, I know you want the perfect wedding but don't you think that maybe it would be the perfect wedding if you didn't have on a troublesome veil?"
"I didn't think about that," Casey said, "I don't want to be walking down the isle trying to fix it."
"Here," Nora went over to her daughter and unpinned the veil.
"Thanks, Mom," Casey said, giving her mom a hug.
"What's this for?" Nora asked as she hugged her back.
"For everything. For fixing the veil issue. For supporting me. For supporting us."
"Casey, I know when you first told me that you and Derek were engaged, I was all from happy and supportive. I guess I just didn't understand. I should have known though that forcing two teenagers to live together would cause some sort of issue. However, after seeing the two of you together, the way you look at each other, I know that you two are in love and I only want happiness for my daughter. I would never deny you that, you know that, honey."
"I know. Thank you, Mom."
"You're welcome. Casey, you'll make a beautiful bride, don't worry," Nora smiled at her daughter with a smile of pure love that only mothers can give to their children.
"Derek, calm down, okay, jeeze!"
"Shut up, Edwin!" Derek hissed as he paced back and forth in the men's restroom, "Look, Ed," he said, softening his tone, "I'm sorry, okay. I'm just really nervous."
"You have a right to be, you're getting married!"
"Don't remind me," Derek said, clutching his stomach, "I think I'm going to be sick."
"Look, you want to do this, don't you?"
"Why? Why do you want to get married, to Casey for that matter?" Edwin asked.
"Because," Derek leaned against the door, "She is the most wonderful girl I've ever met. She drives me crazy. She isn't like the other girls who fall for my every whim, she challenges me to be better, she argues with me, she fights with me; she tears me down and rebuilds me into something better. I can't describe it, Ed. All I know is that I'm in love with her."
"Then keep telling yourself that!" Edwin shouted, "Keep telling yourself that each time you feel nervous and upset and nauseous, okay?"
"Thanks, Edwin," Derek nodded towards his younger brother.
"Can I come in?" George Venturi asked as he knocked on the door.
"Sure," Derek unlocked the door and let him in.
"Ed, can I have some time alone with Derek?" George asked.
"Sure thing," Edwin shrugged.
"What's up, Dad?" Derek asked once Edwin was gone.
"I want to ask you something son, I want to ask you if this is what you really and truly want. Marriage isn't easy, I should know. You need to be prepared for the ups and downs of marriage. It's a roller coaster ride that can sometime make you sick to your stomach and other times make you the happiest man alive. Is that want you want, Derek? It's going to be hard; you're going to have to work hard…"
"Dad, I'm willing to do whatever it takes. I know it won't be easy, but Dad, it's Casey. I'm willing to do whatever it takes to make this work for us and I know she is just as willing."
"Alright," George nodded.
"Dad, can I ask you something?"
"You…you never told me how you felt about this. How do you feel, Dad, I want to know how you feel?"
"About you and Casey getting married?"
"Well, Derek," George took in a deep, sharp breath, "You two were stepsiblings. You fought every chance you got. You drove each other crazy, and sometimes, you hurt each other. But Derek, one thing I know for certain is that you are crazy about each other. I see it in your eyes, I saw it in hers. Marriage won't be easy for you two but if you are both willing, I can see you being very happy together. I've always wanted you to find a good girl, a nice girl to settle down with and if I could have picked any girl for you, Derek, I'd have picked Casey," Derek embraced his father. They stood there hugging each other, not saying anything until Edwin came and told them they had ten minutes before the wedding.
"Thank you, Dad," Derek said.
"You're welcome, son, you're welcome," as George turned to leave, he looked back and no longer saw Derek Venturi the little boy who would get himself in more messes than possible to clean up, but he saw Derek Venturi, a man who was in love.
"Are you ready?" Nora asked Casey as she held the door of the restroom open.
"Mom, I want this more than anything right now," Casey smiled at her Mom.
"Me too, sweetie. Me too."
Casey stood at the back of the church hidden behind bridesmaids and groomsmen. She watched as Emily walked up and Sam took her arm. They were so cute together, Casey noticed. She hoped that some day Emily would walk up an isle to meet Sam at the altar. She watched as Lizzie then walked up and Edwin took her arm. They too looked cute together. Casey smiled when she saw the secret glances that they were giving each other as they made there way up the isle. She knew that some day Lizzie would meet Edwin at an altar also. She was the only one that knew of their secret…well, maybe Derek knew too. Then it was Nora, her mother's turn. She walked up and George took her arm. She looked up at him in shock. Casey and Derek had planed it that way. Nora was supposed to walk up the isle with Lizzie and Edwin on either side of her. Casey had told them to go on, leaving George and her mother to head up to the altar together. Casey smiled as George patted her arm and as her mother relaxed against him. Maybe there would be a second chance for them…
It was now Casey's turn. She brushed her hair back over her shoulders and made her way out of the narthex and into the sanctuary. She saw Derek standing at the altar. She saw him look up and there eyes met. It was at that very moment that all nervousness they had had, all the cold feet, all the worry, all the nausea, had disappeared. When she got to the altar, Derek smiled at her, and took her hands in his.
"Thank you," his mouthed.
"For giving me a chance, for marrying me."
"You're welcome," Casey smiled at him, "I love you."
"I love you too."
After the ceremony, everyone headed back to the country club for the reception. Casey had made sure that everything was perfect, the white table clothes ordained with red rose petals and champagne flutes. Everything was perfect. Derek took her hand.
"May I have this dance?" He asked.
"You may," Casey smiled, yes, she thought, everything is perfect.
Nora Samuels smiled as she watched her daughter – Casey Marie Venturi dance the night away with her husband, Derek Venturi. Who would have thought, Nora thought to herself as she smiled, watching her daughter's smile, filled with blissful happiness. Oh, to have that happiness again, Nora sighed.
"Hello, Nora," Nora looked up and saw George Venturi standing there. She hadn't spoken a word to him since the divorce – not even at the rehearsal dinner. A mix of pain and butterflies rose in her stomach.
"Hello, George," she said civilly.
"Look at them," he sighed, "Our children sure make a beautiful couple."
"They make a beautiful family," Nora nodded.
"Nora, I was wondering if…if I might have this dance?"
"George," Nora shook her head, "I…I…"
"Casey gave Derek a second chance, Nora, and look how happy they are. They are the happiest I do believe I've ever seen them. Nora, do you think…do you think it would be possible for us to…to be that happy if you were to give…to give me a second chance?"
"George," Nora smiled, "Why don't we dance together first and I'll let you know. I do hope your dancing ability has improved."
"Do you doubt the Venturi Dace Skills?"
"Well…yeah," Nora nodded, a smile teasing her lips.
"Well, honey, you're in for a treat," George grabbed her hand and drug her to the dance floor.
"Look at them," Lizzie sighed as she watched Derek and Casey and Nora and George dance.
"They look happy," Edwin nodded.
"Yeah, they do."
"I guess our research was correct after all."
"I'm surprised no one else knew it," Lizzie stated.
"Hey, us middle kids areafter all, the observers."
"Yes we are," Lizzie nodded.
"So, do you think it would be appropriate if the middle children shared a dance?" Edwin asked, his cheeks turning an embarrassing shade of pink.
"Why not?" Lizzie asked as Edwin took her hand in his.
"Mind if I ask someone else to dance?" George asked.
"Am I not meeting up to your Venturi Dancing Skills level?" Nora asked, a little hurt.
"No, it's not that. Besides, I want to do this and I think you'll like it."
"Um…okay," Nora shrugged, "I'll go sit over there."
"Okay," George went up to the band, "Hi, I'm George Venturi. I am Derek's father. Casey's dad was unable to come to the wedding and I know how much she wanted everything to be perfect. I'd like to do the father/daughter dance with her. If you could please play My Girl?"
"Okay, pal," The guitarist smiled, "Guys, next song – My Girl!"
George made his way over to where Casey and Derek were happily dancing. He cut in.
"Do you mind?" George asked.
"No," Casey shook her head, "Not at all. How are you, George."
"I'm fine, Casey. You look beautiful."
"Thanks," she blushed, "You look good too."
"Case, I know how much you wanted the perfect wedding with the perfect music and the perfect dances. I know how badly you wanted a father daughter dance and…and I was wondering if I could be the one to dance that with you?"
"Oh, George!" Casey's eyes filled with tears, "Of course!"
The band began to play as George and Casey danced. Casey's eyes were sparkling with tears as she danced. Yes, everything was perfect.
"Hey!" Derek felt something – or rather someone jump on his back.
"Whoa, hey kid!" Derek grinned when he saw Marti hop down, "I wasn't sure if you would be able to make it."
"I couldn't miss my brother's wedding, now, could I?" Marti smiled. (A/N: Marti had gone to live with her mother after Nora and George's divorce in Spain.)
"If you did, I'd have to track you down and kill ya," Derek grinned as he lightly punched Marti in the jaw.
"They're playing My Girl. Are you going to ask me to dance or not, Smerek?" Marti asked impatiently.
"Of course," Derek straightened, "My lady, would you do me the honor of sharing this dance with me?"
"I thought you'd never ask!" Marti giggled as Derek grabbed her hands and swung her around the dance floor.
That is the story of Casey and Derek, once stepsiblings, now spouses. They have been married for five years now and have a four year old son, Samuel. Let's just say Derek deserves a son like Sam. Emily and Sam were married not long after Derek and Casey. The four of them remain best friends. Nora did decide to give George a second chance. They are not married but do remain close friends. Lizzie and Edwin decided it would be weird to have any romantic relations with one another and are instead best friends. Marti moved back from Spain is off at college. She comes home every weekend to visit her family who all get together every Sunday at George's house for burgers. Casey and Derek's love story is an unusual one but a love story all the same.
A/N: Okay, I know…it sucks. Please don't flame me for it. I wanted to write something that would wrap it all up. I know it sounds rushed and it probably is but I've been busy and I don't have time to write a whole sequel to it. I hope you enjoyed Coincidental Fate. Reviews are always welcome!